I felt a shiver run up my spine, recognizing that voice instantly, I spun my chair around and right into Shawn's chest. I did everything I could to stop myself from practically beaming at him.
It had been seven years since I'd seen him last, and I could still remember the first and the last time we'd been together. He was the guy that I compared all men to in bed. So far, no one else had come close...
"That depends. Last time, I let you win. Maybe this time I'll get lucky and pin you." I said with a wink and a grin.
A low, throaty growl was his only reply as he swept me into his arms in a bear hug.
"About time you came home. I've missed you." For a guy that didn't want to settle down seven years ago, his reaction was surprising and kind of confusing.
Seven years melted away in one breath taking kiss. His mouth lowered to mine and crushed all thoughts of public decency from my mind. I would've let him do anything to me right then and there in the middle of our old hometown bar.
His tongue teased my lips open, plunging and tangling with my own. His teeth grazing my bottom lip, his hands slid up to cup my face. Holding each other close, we slowly became aware of others in the bar. The cheers and whistles should've been our first clue that we had an audience, but we were too busy getting reacquainted to notice.
"Wow. You really wanna win tonight, don't you?" I teased. I was a little out of breath, but I tossed a twenty on the bar and grabbed my jacket. "Let's go. I wanna see who wins this time." He followed me, willingly, out the door.
"Yours or mine?" I dangled the keys to my car and house.
He reached for my keys and grinned, "Yours. But I'm going to need detailed instructions..." licking his lips, he looked me up and down. I caught the innuendo and felt my panties getting damp at the double meaning implied.
It took alot of self-control to hold myself back as I let him drive to my house. Once through the front door it was a totally different story.
"Oh god Angel. I've missed you." He moaned into my ear, snaking his tongue out to lick the rim of my ear. His hands roamed freely over and under my shirt as I struggled to free him from his jeans. He kicked the front door closed with his heel before guiding me into the kitchen.
I forgot how much I craved his touch. I moaned when he pinched my nipple between his fingers. He could always make it hurt so good. The sense of urgency was overwhelming. I could have ignited with a single touch.
It was like old times, but I wasn't the little submissive I used to be. I had learned a few tricks of my own and I had every intention of springing a few of those tricks on him.
I took his hand and led him into the livingroom with my big white leather sofa, instead of my bedroom. I would leave that until later. But first, I had a surprise for him.
This was a man that could kiss like no other and I was not going to let him away without getting my fill. A great kisser will get my engine revving hotter and faster than any words or hot and steamy sex could. My ex was terrible for skipping over these little details, so I felt like a woman deprived of chocolate. I craved it. Badly.
With his jeans half undone, and my own still on, I settled him onto the sofa. Straddling him I could get my fill of his mouth and hands on my body while still taking it slow. His hands roamed over my ass and the jeans stretched tautly over my cheeks while I gyrated against the growing bulge in his jeans. Taking my time biting and licking his lips, my breath came in shallow gasps as our tongues wrestled for control. His hands snaked up the back of my shirt, deftly undoing the clasp of my bra. Pulling my shirt and bra off in one swift movement he had free rein at my sensitive nipples. I threw my head back when he sucked one into his mouth. I gasped at the pleasure/pain when he bit down, I could feel my panties flooding and I knew I should try to spring the surprise on him before I lost control.
"Lose the pants and shirt. There's some naughty things I want to do to you." I teased, sliding off his lap I unsnapped my jeans and dropped them, displaying my black satin and lace thong.
"I want those." Pointing at my panties, he growled.
"You want these? Or what's in them?" I smiled and teased him with a wink. Pulling at the satin bows on the side, I had them off in a split second.
"I want to see those titties bounce when your riding my cock. Get over here and get on this." he said with a twinkle in his eye. His thumb teased the head of his dick, smearing his precum in the process. The helmet all shiny and slick, just looking for lick. I wanted to taste him. I want to feel his cock bouncing off the back of my throat.
I dropped to my knees in front of him, licking his hard member from root to tip. Engulfing the head in my mouth, swirling, tickling, teasing my tongue over and under and around his helmet, lightly sucking til I felt his hands tangle through my hair.
Yanking my mouth off his delicious dick, he pulled me by my hair to his lips and quickly devoured me again in a deep and sensuous kiss. My stomach was flipping and I felt my toes start to curl as the passionate heat engulfed us.
I was quickly losing control. What was surprising... so was he.
"I... want... you... NOW!" he panted and growled through clenched teeth. The heat I saw in his eyes made my pussy damp. So damp in fact, I felt a cool rivulet running down my leg. His cock, leaking precum, jumped and twitched with desire.
I felt disconnected, my body not my own. Not until I felt him enter my tight, little pussy. I realized I had been going through the motions with any other guy. Nowhere felt as right, as right now. And hadn't since the last day we'd been together. Seven years ago.
His mouth knew what I was missing. His teeth nipped at my hardened nipple one second, licking, sucking and tugging in the next. His arm wrapped around my waist, his hand holding my hair, he slowly sank me down the length of his member til I was fully impaled. Raising me inch by inch til I felt devastatingly empty, only to plunge himself up, meeting my downward thrust filling me so completely and fully.
I was in a constant state of orgasm.